The Last Time He Humiliated Me

Synopsis

Everyone around Tristan knew I was his vicious dog. Even if he made me kneel and shine his shoes, I wouldn't say a word. Until he poured red wine all over me in public, just to impress some college girl. "Juliet, you disgust me with that killer look. Get lost. Don't scare Daisy." The girl, Daisy, cowered in his arms, but her eyes flickered with an eerie red glow. I wiped the wine off my face, gave him one last look. "Tristan, without me, you're dead." He laughed. "Get out! Take this card and never show your face again." I took the 1.5-million card and walked away. Once outside, I messaged the lunatic who'd been hunting Tristan on the dark web: [1.5 million transferred. I'm pulling my protection. He's in booth A8. No one's stopping you.]